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Could Have
by Wisława Szymborska

It could have happened.
It had to happen.
It happened earlier.  Later.
Nearer.  Farther off.
It happened, but not to you.

You were saved because you were the first.
You were saved because you were the last.
Alone.  With others.
On the right.  The left.
Because it was raining.  Because of the shade.
Because the day was sunny.

You were in luck -- there was a forest.
You were in luck -- there were no trees.
You were in luck --  a rake, a hook, a beam, a brake,
a jamb, a turn, a quarter inch, an instant.
You were in luck -- just then a straw went floating by.

As a result, although, despite.
What would have happened if a hand, a foot,
within an inch, a hairsbreadth from
an unfortunate coincidence.

So you're here?  Still dizzy from another dodge, close shave, reprieve?
One hole in the net and you slipped through?
I couldn't be more shocked or speechless.
Listen,
how your heart pounds inside me.

Comments

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AsKatKnits

Wow! Great poem! And, great photo!

Juliann

Another amazing poem. Thank you

Patty

Beautiful. Relevant. XOXO

margene

We need to pay attention to Szymborska's words. She speaks to who we are.

kayT

I love this one. Thanks for bringing me a poet I didn't know.

Carole

You always choose the best poems to share. This one takes me back to that moment when we almost lost Dale when the flag pole fell. Thank you for reminding me to be grateful.

Honore´

That is quite a poem...one that invites many returns...and the flower is perfect (ly yellow ;-)).

Cheers~

Bonny

It honestly makes my day to read this. Szymborska's A Tale Begun is probably my favorite poem of all time, but I am very happy to read more of her work. This one is stunning, and one I'll re-read often. (I wish could grow a yellow pom-pom tree as well as you have!)

Bridget

Oh man, this is a really GOOD one. Thanks!

Mary

Wonderful, Kym! (and it blows my mind to think that this is a translation - wow, wow, wow!)

Chloe

Great poem, Kym.

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